I haven't blogged for the longest time.
I am dying.

And trying desperately not to be emo and do stupid stuff.
Why?

1. SNOWIE IS MISSING.
2. No internet connection at my blasted home under severe renovation.
3. Sharing room blues - no bedtime harry potter.
4. Homework.

But there are nice things as well.

1. MAF was fun. Very, in fact - got to know some peeps. (edit - some PRO peeps.)
2. I liked CO more.
3. I am slacking in the computer lab right now.

I never understood why is xiaxue in my school's banned websites. She isn't even revealing. (Like a certain SPG.) And her topics are real and interesting. (Unlike several people who ranted on on what they do and eat and dream of.)

Anyways.
I don't understand why people can't stand insects. No offence.
I know cockroaches can be disgusting, and ants' bites are quite painful at times, but I cannot comprehend several minds why there are some people who are scared of butterflies. No offence. -evil look at Portia-

They aren't even scary or disgusting, nor do they bite.

And I know people who are scared of grasshoppers.

I admit people have phobias, like me, who is horrified at corpses and carcasses that are downright gross, but what's so gross about grasshoppers?

And the bees. Well. EVERYONE in my class is terrified at it. They scream, kick, do whatever that will land them as far away as possible from the 2cm creature - or bigger. Another person I know (mind, it's a boy) freezes at the sight of a particularly huge one. It's like, PETRIFICUS TOTALUS.
=3

I'm not making any point in posting these stuff, anyway. Just pointing something out which seemed weird and uncomprehendable to me. No one is all-knowing anyway, not even the 8 points-in-total-siling or clever-bball-gal-Mokshan. T-T

Just out of interest.
The last time I felt really bad and guilty was during my June holidays, when out of intuition, I killed four poor ants' lives. They were really huge big ones at 2.5cm, and I got like, "oooh" and I STEPPED ON THEM. -girlish shriek- AHHH! I AM SO EVIL.

Ha.

But that was true, you know. Even though they might appear disgusting or revolting or sickening or as horrible as Samuelikins (no offence dude x3), they have a life too. We're killing them... well... just because we don't like their face? We are so very shallow and evil creatures.

Now I know why people become vegetarians.
But you know, it's stupid anyway - plants also have lives!
Hmm, I'm contradicting myself. Blehh.

Mr. Mackintosh, my History teacher, owns land.
And not just any piece of land of a normal terrace house.
He, at least I know, owns the 1mile land from his gate to his house. That's only his garden, by the way.
And he owned a 70 room house before. A mini castle.
And he owns a hut (he calls it tiny) which is in fact a gallery of the swords (which kings of Britain gave - no, bestowed upon him) and medals and flags and stuff of his family.
And he wears a kilt and belt and pockets and three feathers on his head and hides a knife in his sock with two red flaps at the side.
And he carries badges around.
Why?
HE'S A CLAN LEADER. =D
A real one.
In SCOTLAND. =3
So stylo. And like, WOW.

-raises goblet- TO THE MACKINTOSH OF MACKINTOSH~

...

I miss Snowie.

If anyone can find her back for moi, I'll ... erm ... give you a hug!
=D
Just kidding.
Well, I'll treat you to Macs. And my dad might give you some bling-blings.
^_____^

Well, yesterday me and SY heard her. And we even looked for her.
But to no avail.

Let's wish me some luck in finding the cute dog someday. =)

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